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... The rather large city is conveniently located at the foot of the adjacent mountain range, which surrounded it like ancient fortress walls. With one of the rocky peaks on a little covered with small grass site had amazing views of this oasis in the middle of tens of kilometers chaotic ice wastelands filled with only destruction and black winds, not carrying nothing but death.

Thousands of lights of buildings and roads in the bottom of pureliving dozens of colors, bringing peace and a feeling of comfort, as if to say: "you are not alone, all is well, here still." The picture was complemented by a pair of lighthouses, beating from behind the horizon into the noticeably calmed gloomy skies with their radiance.

After almost 30 kilometers of travel, it was the best gift for the end of not the best day. Almost an idyll, impossible according to all the laws of probability theory, but existing by no means in the hallucinations of a tired mind. After all, the eyes, ears, and all sorts of sensors with scanners were talking about the same thing. They couldn't be wrong all at once.

Or could it?

Too unexpected and a nice gift.

Too.

And something was very wrong.

Slowly spoke out of the darkness bristling silhouette walked to the cliff and thoughtfully bowed his head with a look at the foot. Immediately, a gust of wind before the end of ruffled the hair on his head and played with long ears.

The silhouette shifted the look below, moved his hands on the belt and removed a small flat box. Shaking it in his hands and scrutinizing it from all sides, he brought it to his eyes and stared into the distance.

All the same reddish glow, all the same bright lights, stretching for a long distance. The same huge stabilizing spire, standing in the center of the city and standing out like a monolith against the background of twilight and black mountains.

The silhouette shook his head, took the device away from his eyes for a moment, quickly looked with his own eyes, and then again began to study the almost kilometer-long bulk in the center of the city. He studied the base and ran with his eyes several times from the bottom to the top of the machine and back, looking at the floating spikes sticking out in all directions and red lightning striking in all directions.

The once familiar greenish glow emanating from the center until recently inspired thoughts of great achievements and endless possibilities, the list of which was never completed. This and hundreds of similar spires all over the surface were a place of pilgrimage for thousands of scientists struggling with the great mystery of the planet Valencia. These spires kept the planet in balance.

Until now.

Dark picture in shades of red absolutely not carrying a pleasant thought, and a bright red glow and a pillar that pierced the heavens torn, finally finished hope at least something that had a plus sign.

After the first silhouette appeared silently next second - eared and long-tailed - keeping at the ready gun. Approaching the first one on the right, he first looked around, and then silently peered at the horizon.

- I don't know, what I dislike most of all: the fact that the city looks too whole and is still supplied with energy or ... - a sharp silhouette on the left interrupted the thought that was not fully voiced and again brought the rangefinder to his eyes.

The right silhouette snapped its teeth and grabbed the weapon more comfortably, looking in the same direction.

- I don't like your tone at all.

The first one kicked a nearby pebble overgrown with moss with a metallic clang.

- Or that he is completely dead…

In confirmation of his words, the stone, without flying even a couple of meters, crumbled into dust, colliding with an imperceptibly moving haze in the dark...

Description
... The rather large city is conveniently located at the foot of the adjacent mountain range, which surrounded it like ancient fortress walls. With one of the rocky peaks on a little covered with small grass site had amazing views of this oasis in the middle of tens of kilometers chaotic ice wastelands filled with only destruction and black winds, not carrying nothing but death.

Thousands of lights of buildings and roads in the bottom of pureliving dozens of colors, bringing peace and a feeling of comfort, as if to say: "you are not alone, all is well, here still." The picture was complemented by a pair of lighthouses, beating from behind the horizon into the noticeably calmed gloomy skies with their radiance.

After almost 30 kilometers of travel, it was the best gift for the end of not the best day. Almost an idyll, impossible according to all the laws of probability theory, but existing by no means in the hallucinations of a tired mind. After all, the eyes, ears, and all sorts of sensors with scanners were talking about the same thing. They couldn't be wrong all at once.

Or could it?

Too unexpected and a nice gift.

Too.

And something was very wrong.

Slowly spoke out of the darkness bristling silhouette walked to the cliff and thoughtfully bowed his head with a look at the foot. Immediately, a gust of wind before the end of ruffled the hair on his head and played with long ears.

The silhouette shifted the look below, moved his hands on the belt and removed a small flat box. Shaking it in his hands and scrutinizing it from all sides, he brought it to his eyes and stared into the distance.

All the same reddish glow, all the same bright lights, stretching for a long distance. The same huge stabilizing spire, standing in the center of the city and standing out like a monolith against the background of twilight and black mountains.

The silhouette shook his head, took the device away from his eyes for a moment, quickly looked with his own eyes, and then again began to study the almost kilometer-long bulk in the center of the city. He studied the base and ran with his eyes several times from the bottom to the top of the machine and back, looking at the floating spikes sticking out in all directions and red lightning striking in all directions.

The once familiar greenish glow emanating from the center until recently inspired thoughts of great achievements and endless possibilities, the list of which was never completed. This and hundreds of similar spires all over the surface were a place of pilgrimage for thousands of scientists struggling with the great mystery of the planet Valencia. These spires kept the planet in balance.

Until now.

Dark picture in shades of red absolutely not carrying a pleasant thought, and a bright red glow and a pillar that pierced the heavens torn, finally finished hope at least something that had a plus sign.

After the first silhouette appeared silently next second - eared and long-tailed - keeping at the ready gun. Approaching the first one on the right, he first looked around, and then silently peered at the horizon.

- I don't know, what I dislike most of all: the fact that the city looks too whole and is still supplied with energy or ... - a sharp silhouette on the left interrupted the thought that was not fully voiced and again brought the rangefinder to his eyes.

The right silhouette snapped its teeth and grabbed the weapon more comfortably, looking in the same direction.

- I don't like your tone at all.

The first one kicked a nearby pebble overgrown with moss with a metallic clang.

- Or that he is completely dead…

In confirmation of his words, the stone, without flying even a couple of meters, crumbled into dust, colliding with an imperceptibly moving haze in the dark...